#i had to reply you know i did

[cthoniian]

there isn’t a single part of him that isn’t aching or itching. madja has done her wondrous healing, but covered him in salves that make him break into rashes in embarrassing places. it’s terribly difficult to scratch that particular spot in the middle of your wings when they’re bandaged to hell and back, and you can’t ask the one person whose there because you’re half certain that if you do — they’ll leave. not because of the embarrassing itch, but more because whatever this thing is between them. the friend, not friend, something more, something less — it’s fragile. it’s like a thread pulled tight. it’s strong. but it’s fragile. one more ounce of pressure and it will fray, and he knows it.

but he pushes. maybe it’s because he can’t live with the shades of gray that occupy that space between them. maybe because he’s foolish enough to think that pushing will make a difference. or maybe it’s because the middle of his back itches and he can’t reach it and it’s driven him half mad.

her back turns to him. eyes following her elegant motions. the fine control of motion. that presence that he finds himself so drawn to. did it make him weak? to be drawn to that strength? he doesn’t think he minds the answer, whatever it may be. he doesn’t expect her answer though, he expects venom, he expects barbs, that’s the thing that plays havoc with his heart. the way she says it. isn’t it enough.

against advice, but he slowly forces himself upright. moving with heavy if slightly shuffled steps —

‘ i didn’t mean that nes — i’m glad you’re my friend. i think you actually make a pretty damn good one. ‘

there’s a weak tired sort of smile on his lips, moving to stand beside her, his head dipping tiredly to rest his forehead against her shoulder. a sigh as he rests against her for a moment before —

‘ i just meant — friends doesn’t seem quite like enough. seems kinda weak. y’know? like sure rhys an’ az are my friends, but. s’more than that. when you — fight with someone, prepare to die with someone, bleed like a stuck pig with someone — it’s bit more than just friends you have things in common with. like — i’d not ask this of just any friend, but right —- between my wings, it itches. ‘

and the look he gives is nothing short of pleading and pathetic. unafraid to diminish his own ferocity to beg quite frankly. it’s an endearing effect, and as if on cue, his wings start twitching as he tries to bring his shoulders together to get that particular spot.

‘ please? ‘

meme reply // cassian & nests // @deathsconsort

[chloesimaginationthings]

I saw your recent post regarding fnaf merch ideas and I whipped up these concept sketches as quickly as I could! (In between the 10 billion interruptions)

I thought of these for double sided keychains. Feel free to use the idea if they spark inspo, or don't, I just thought they'd be neat (note, these are rushed doodles)

THIS IS SO COOL TYSMM!! 💜💜

[lazylittledragon]

it has to be a joke for you to not see how bad ur same face syndrome is like come on man

ok i'm done trying to be funny whenever i get these. fucking stop this. i don't like it and you're not helping me by telling me something i already know and am trying to fix. i didn't ask you and now i want you to stop.

[coeluvr]

I MISS YOU

[tyttetardis]

Macbeth Q&A 18th Jan 2024 Part 1

Was lucky enough to get a ticket for the Member's Event at the Donmar Warehouse that took place on the 18th...with the price of the patronages I sure never thought I'd have gotten the chance, but luckily, they also let in some non-members 🥹❤️

The brilliant performance of Macbeth was followed by a very quick cleaning of the stage - thought for sure it would've taken them longer to remove the blood than like 5 minutes - followed by a lovely, little Q&A session.

The Q&A was led by Craig Gilbert (Literary manager) who talked to Annie Grace and Alasdair Macrae (Musicians and part of the acting ensemble) as well as Cush Jumbo and David Tennant.

Anyway, just gonna write down some of the stuff they talked about :) sorry if it's a bit messy! Might be spoilery if you haven't seen it yet but are going to!

To begin with Craig remarked that he didn't think he'd ever seen that many people staying behind for a Q&A before (While I was just wondering why some people even left!? Stressful!).

David introduced himself with "My real name is David "Thane of Paisely" Tennant - while Cush introduced herself with "I´m Cush Jumbo - there's only one of me".

First question was Craig asking them what it was that brought them to the Donmar to do Macbeth - to which David pretty much just replied that 1. It's the Donmar! 2. It's Macbeth! One of the greatest plays of all time in an amazingly intimate space - and that the theatre is famous for its quality of work. So he found it quite hard to think of a reason not to do it!

Cush said she'd worked there before and loves the theatre, how it's so intimate but also a great workspace. Followed by her saying she said yes because David asked her. She talked about how important it was for this play to do it together with the right actor playing opposite you.

David says Max Webster asked him about a year ago if he wanted to do the play - he gave him the dates - and since there weren't any obstacles in the way, David didn't have any excuse not to do it.

He then said that he had slightly avoided Macbeth - there sorta being the assumption that if you're Scottish and has done some Shakespeare plays before you have to do Macbeth. Which he joked was a bit odd since it's not like every Italian has to play Romeo. Then he mentioned that Macbeth is probably a bit more of a jock than he is - that it seemed more like a part for big, burly actors.

Max had laid out his initial ideas to David, a lot of which are in the final production, and David thought he seemed lovely, bright and clever and inventive plus it being the Donmar Warehouse! To which joked that he had last worked there 20 years ago - when he was 8 years old! "It's just one of those spaces" - friendly and epic at the same time where it's such a pleasure to be on the stage.

When Craig asked his next question concerning the sound of the play someone asked him to speak louder as she couldn't hear them - to which David joked that they've gotten so used to whispering. But also said sorry, and that they would!

Alasdair explained a bit about the process of the binaural sound - bit I find it a bit difficult to decipher it all correctly, sorry. He did say that a interesting part of it is that it allows them a controlled environment where they can put all the musicians (and even the bagpipes!) behind the soundproof box so "Poor David and Cush" doesn't have to shout over all the racket.

Craig asked David and Cush what their reaction was when they heard about the concept of the binaural soundscape - to which David replied that it didn't quite exist when they first came onboard - Cush joking they were tricked into it. Then she talked about her and David going on a workshop with Max to get a feeling of how it would all work - and get a sense of how it would sound to the audience, as this was one of the few times, they got to hear that side of it. Their experience of the play being completely different to the experience the audience has.

Cush said they can hear some of the sound - like she can hear some of the animal sounds and David can hear some of the stuff from the glass box - but most of their cues and information comes from timing with each other. She said they won't be able to ever hear what the audience hears - to which David joked "We're busy".

It felt like mixing medias - as it all went quite against their natural stagecraft instinct - but Cush found that in the long run it made things very interesting - like they don't have to worry about getting something whispered to each other - as the audience will hear it anyway.

David said the odd thing is that they don't really know what the experience truly is like. He mentioned that to the sides of the stage there's a speaker for them where they will get any cues that they need to hear. Like they can hear the witches - but they can't hear where they are "positioned" - so they have to learn how to place themselves to fit with what the audience hears. They don't hear everything, though. And the audio they hear is quite quiet, so it doesn't disturb what comes through the headphones.

He thinks it's been exciting - that it's a bit like a mix between film and theatre. It's happening live - but it's also like post-production is happening between them and the audience as it's going on. They just have to trust that the audience is hearing what they are supposed to for it all to make sense.

Cush said she thinks in 10 - 20 years, as these technologies has developed, doing theatre like this will feel a lot more normal - not that they will do it ALL the time, but that they will be doing it - whereas now it's still like an experiment. What Cush really like about the concept is that if was done in a much bigger theatre - then people in the cheapest seats would be able to have an experience much more similar to those in the most expensive seats - they'd be a lot more immersed into the action.

David then talks about how it feels extremely counterintuitive to not go on stage and speak loud enough that the people in the back row can also hear you. And usually, if they can't hear you, you aren't doing your job right! But then it felt very liberating. He loves it.

Cush then talked about how it felt odd waiting in the wings for a cue you can't hear - where you traditionally wait backstage and you can hear your cues, you can hear the rythm and know when it's your turn - so it was quite disconcerting to hear silence. So it's basically down to them now knowing the show and each other's timings - like if David is standing at a certain point, she knows how long she has before she needs to say/do something. So you have to watch each other more closely and really focus on what the others are doing.

David asked the musicians if they can hear everything inside the box, to which Annie replied that they get everything except some extra bits in the soundscape. But they can hear the actors on stage. Annie said it's actually a bit of a mystery to all of them what the audience actually experiences - how the big pictures actually look like - they just have to trust that it's there "Is it there?!".

Someone asked if they had had any adverse reactions from audiences to having to wear the headphones. Quite a bit of laughter all around :P then David said "There's the odd person" and something about if someone hadn't gotten the memo before turning up...but not sure how he ended the line. Then once again says that yes, there's the odd person who doesn't like it and that's fair enough.

The same audience member then said he could see the advantage of it in a big theatre where the distance is big, but not in a small place like the Donmar - to which David very quickly, rather passionately replied that it's not about projection, it's about being able to do things you wouldn't normally be able to do live - where they can speak so quietly that they can't even hear each other when standing next to each other. So even in such a small place, people wouldn't be able to hear that. It's about creating a different play - which isn't to everyone's taste and that's fair enough. But for a play that's been done a hundred and seven million times he thinks it's very valid to try and find a new way into the play - even if it's not for everyone.

Part 2

[strangegutz]

i love ur dolls so much! have u ever made any plus size dolls :3?

I haven't quite figured out the right form for plus size dolls yet, and haven't had the extra time to experiment, but I'll get there!

For insight, when I make simple bodied dolls, all I do is wrap fleece around the wire a couple times for the arms and legs. Easy as that. Rubberhose style. If I wrap too much, the wire won't bend as much, and if I make a plush body on top of the wire, the flexibility suffers. My more "built" dolls with actually formed bodies all suffer some limitations, or just look wonky in some areas when simply sitting (totally flat in the butt while the front thighs are bunched up and wrinkled). This is where BJDs have a massive leg up over my style of art dolls. There's so many other minute details of why I craft them the way I do but I've yammered enough lol. Plus sized dolls from me might just have to be a little more static, but hey, they're sculptures first and foremost!

(this is not an invitation to give me suggestions! If I need help I'll let you guys know! Half of the learning process is playing with your materials, which is what I need to do!)

[ef-1]

🍷<3

[angeldcgs]

according to frankie's friends, she was stuck in a rut— structured routines happen to be fulfilling to me! she'd insisted, but all her claims had fallen on deaf ears. once her roommate had decided she needed something to break her out of the same tired, lonely cycle of work, class, sleep, repeat, there was seemingly no changing her mind, and so frankie found herself being dragged along to a girl's night with a group of friends she wasn't even a part of. the pity invite. it'd been a full hour of sucking down the deceptively juice-like cocktails her roommate insisted on ordering for her and remaining just on the outskirts of the conversation before she finally excused herself for some air, feeling her shoulders fully relax for the first time that night once she was outside. she hadn't even realized how strong of an effect the alcohol had on her until the crisp night air hit her rosy cheeks, reaching a hand out to brace against the wall once she started to sway. though she was hoping to be alone, someone was already out there, doing... frankie couldn't tell, at first glance. something with tiny paper... never having been nosy before, it made sense that she'd become so in her inebriated state— curious, rather. she hadn't even noticed she'd been encroaching on his space until he offered the finished product of his careful fiddling to her, which she now saw was a cigarette of sorts, cheeks likely flushing an even brighter hue. "sorry... i don't mean to stare, i've just never seen someone... diy it like that before." she took the peace offering despite her usual aversion to smoking— he made it himself, so maybe it was healthier? their fingers brushed for the briefest moment during the pass off, frankie noting that his looked a bit like her high school piano teacher's. at one point, she'd wanted to quit, but the promise of getting to watch those fingers glide across the keys for an hour every week kept her enrolled. holding the foreign object up to her face, frankie's narrowed gaze studied its neatly rolled structure, so smooth and even. just out of curiosity, she brought it to her nose to sniff. "it's not marijuana, is it? because i've been drinking, and i also took half a benedryl a little bit ago, which probably wasn't the best idea but i think one of my roommate's friends is wearing a perfume with some sort of citrus oil in it and i couldn't stop sneezing..."

open to: anyone.

featuring: samuel 'oz' osbourne, twenty two, bisexual, aspiring poet.

plot: after dropping out of college to pursue a failing career in writing, oz spends the majority of his time lurking around bars and coffee shops in the centre of the city, searching for inspiration in whatever people or situations charm him. one night, verging towards the end of his daily escapade out, he meets your muse at a bar.

oz didn't know when smoking had become a habit, something he needed to do to feel sane, it had once been nothing more than something to feel cool and mature, yet now it was a necessity. an expensive one at that. his mother would have slapped the cigarette out from his mouth if she could see him there, leaning up against the outside wall of the bar, fiddling with his paper and tobacco, before dragging him to the nearest bathroom to wash his mouth out with soap. not because smoking was a nasty habit, no, her upset couldn't be so simple, she'd have to make it about her somehow, turn it into an insult about how ungrateful he was to be alive that he had to destroy his body out of spite, all to make her suffer. he brought the paper up to his mouth to lick as the door beside him opened and someone hobbled out. he didn't look over to them, instead, he focused on rolling his cigarette into a tight roll, careful to not let the filter slip out from the end. it tastes better when you roll them yourself, a girl he once dated briefly had told him, and he'd never bought another pack of marlboros again. the person who had stumbled out seemed to be hovering, not close enough for him to be uncomfortable, but enough so to feel their presence. once his cigarette was rolled, oz turned his dark eyes up to the stranger and met their already expectant gaze. "do you want one?" that was usually the reason people lingered around, he didn't mind as it sometimes led to interesting conversation, and he liked to keep his hands busy anyways so he was often prerolling for later. he held the cigarette out between two long, slender fingers and waited for them to take it, if that was the reason they insisted on their close proximity.

[seriousbrat]

you said james changed but did he? no apology in sight... still tricking lily and going behind her back to hex snape.. leaving his wife and newborn alone in their secret hiding spot to mess with muggles..

genuinely lol what is this 'leaving their hiding spot to mess with muggles' thing, I think you're the second anon who has claimed something like that recently and it's like.... where lmao. when did that happen? who r these muggles? 😭

if you're referring to the prequel, that was almost certainly, like 100% certainly, before harry was born when lily and james were fighting for the Order along with the rest of the Marauders and not in hiding. This is what Lily says, years later, in her letter to Sirius:

James is getting a bit frustrated shut up here, he tries not to show it but I can tell -- also, Dumbledore's still got his Invisibility Cloak, so no chance of little excursions. If you could visit, it would cheer him up so much.

doesn't that imply he wasn't sneaking out? and if he had left the hiding spot in the past it was "little excursions" with Lily's full knowledge and approval, with the safety of the cloak. I don't see the big deal, and it's possible that Lily was leaving the house on occasion too when they had the cloak.

people are so determined to see things in the worst possible light it's kind of funny. It's not enough that James was a dickhead and a bully in canon, he has to be this insidious abusive master manipulator guy who somehow conned Lily "you make me SICK" Evans into marrying her and having a kid with him. Like, no offence but it's just not that deep.

We don't see how he changed because the story isn't about him, it's about his son, but there's plenty of evidence that he did, a BIG example being that a girl who couldn't stand the sight of him and was extremely vocal about the fact ended up marrying him. Something changed, and it's just highly unlikely that James, a fictional character, constructed an elaborate ruse behind the scenes that we see no evidence for to trick Lily, and every other character, into thinking he was an entirely different person. If that had been the author's intent for these characters who, btw, do not exist outside the text we're given, there would be proof of it. Rather, we're given evidence he 'deflated his head' and that lily fell in love with him and that they were happy together.

I've already said it but I don't think James not telling her about fighting with Snape (who, let it be said, at that point was also instigating) is a good thing. Obviously. It's dishonest and he should have told her. But I also think a likely reason he didn't tell her was not wanting to hurt her. That doesn't make it okay, but there can be problems and slip-ups and things to work through in a relationship without it being some big evil insidious manipulation.

Sev hid all sorts of things from her too, important things like "I'm thinking about joining the Death Eaters btw lol". People lie and hide things, especially teens. Maybe the simplest explanation here, rather than this weird jamespiracy thing, is that a seventeen year old boy was kind of shit sometimes but ultimately dedicated his life to protecting others, fought bravely in a war, grew tf up, and sacrificed himself to save his wife and child.

idk like to me it's not that deep, and it's continually bonkers to me that some snape fans will have wildly different standards for their innocent baby boy (idk him) than they do for every other character. bro did way worse stuff than not telling his gf he was getting into fights, james did worse stuff, and yet I still love them both and u wont convince me not to

[gayjedicoded]

Can i talk about very slightly force sensitive Hunter PLEASE

The Facts

- at least once per episode knowing something’s wrong seconds before it happens

- It’s mostly just that, but someone also pointed out he always knows when Crosshair’s about to show up or say something

That’s the Force, baby, that’s the FORCE

Was it an intentional mutation? Could be, but i think no. Midichlorians barely make sense in-universe and i just think that makes them a difficult thing to study biologically—like its not really genetic, but sometimes it is, and the best reason anyone has for why anyone has different m-counts at all is just “the will of the force”

With the Force, everyone is connected to it, that’s the whole thing. Just some more so than others, in a spectrum. Probably all the best pilots and sharpshooters are just a tiny bit more in tune with it than most people. (I also have thoughts on an even-less-force-sensitive Crosshair, and how it would play a role in his fall)

But Kaminoans notice he has this slight precognition and it goes with a barely above average m-count, and take interest, going in and purposely trying to create a Force-sensitive clone. Making Hunter even more of Omega’s dad

Now, I don’t think this would be really canon to the show, and even if it is I don’t think exploring it fits with the story as it is, and really I enjoy a SW show that stays away from Jedi shit,

But imagine several scenarios:

-Someone (Ventress) explains to Omega, in front of the group, how she knows she has a strong connection to the Force and should be trained, noting things like intuition and precognition, and Hunter shakes his head “That’s not the Force, that’s just normal” like a parent not realizing they have the same mental illness their child was just diagnosed with

-It means that, for the purposes of Project Necromancer, Hunter could take Omega’s place. And he would do it in a heartbeat

[isa-ah]

met a really cool queer stranger today that i thought was just so fucking neat i wanted to talk but if we were playing tennis they were, with the most gentle and earnest voice ive ever heard, shoving the tennis racket down my throat. every compliment or joke i made was turned away but in the sweetest way possible that made me sound like an absolute asshole lunatic. it was so scary.

[leviiackrman]

Might as well have the salt before the sweet; so here is Rin's Finished Timeline!

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[autisticlee]

"good people are out there you just need to get out and find them"

cool thanks. but i'm too tired to keep ~going out and looking for them~ i'm too tired to keep trying, using up all my energy, getting super overwhelmed and burnt out after just a couple weeks of trying as hard as I can, met with other people barely trying back or not being very responsive, and needing to recover from it for a year or more each time because it overwhelms and burns me out so bad. I get nowhere no matter how hard I try, all i get is uselesss advice from people i try to befriend who dont want the responsibility of friending me. i'm tired of trying beyond my limits and causing more issues for myself. or dealing with issues I get from meeting the "wrong" people. if the "right" people exist, why can't they find me? why does it have to be only my job? i'm too tired and overwhelmed and burnt out to do it!!!!! the right people will just easily help and be there for me right? so I guess i just have to keep waiting for them for all eternity????? i'm tired of waiting. give me more than "just wait/keep trying/don't give up" because those instructions unclear and my useless attempts are very discouraging and exhausting and i'm so overwhelmed that i'm losing the ability to even socialize at a minimum at all now!!!!

if humans are meant to be social creatures and we require positive interactions with each other to stay healthy, then why do humans ostracize their own? why do some of us struggle so much and are denied any help and instead blamed? why can't I be given advice on how to live a lonely life without anyone else by my side instead of being told "one day! keep trying! you need people because it's essential to being human!" even though i've been waiting for "one day" for 25 years and could wait 25 more, or even longer? I don't know what i'm doing wrong or how to improve it so waiting is all I have. what if I wait forever?

[stealingyourbones]

Bones. Bones.

How have you NEVER HEARD of The X-Files before? Very popular 90s TV show. Very. Very. Very Popular. Next you'll tell me you haven't heard of Xena: Warrior Princess.

Yes Mulder/Sculley was a ship. it was Such a huge ship that the ship *coined the phrase shipping*.

that is all thank you for coming to my mini-talk, this has been a brief foray into Fandom History. o7

Simply said, I was born in the 2000s, I don’t think I’ve ever heard X files ever mentioned besides in passing.

When I replied saying I was offline as a kiddo I truly meant it, ya girl only had books, the outdoors, and art as things to do. I think X Files is some supernatural/alien type thing right? That’s why it’s “X Files” because it’s what would be in conspiracy theory type censored government documents???

With the “check back for bites” thing, like are the aliens like zombies?

And what it COINED THE PHRASE SHIPPING? That’s so rad I absolutely have to read the history of that, that’s so incredibly neat my dude holy hell

[katyspersonal]

hhgghgg Thank you, I guess? XDDD It is just funny how most people believe red and fire fits me just as much if not more than blue and water! Crow, one more Genesis joke and I'll sue the spiked boots off you!!!

In a way, I feel like it is not a very good change, though, even if temporary 🤔 I am more aligned with blue, water, darkness, arcane and misery, it is just... more natural, I guess. The last time I approached a different 'energy' it instead had a form of yellow light and sun, and I was scared of feeling stronger passion for life. And having dreams about sea drying, and burying (as in, funeral) symbols of the sea like shells in the earth. I am scared that if I lose my misery, I'll also lose my insanity. The way I described it to my friends, "If I start burning for anything (as in desiring anything at all: money, love, acceptance by the society, health, power... justice...), my god will stop talking to me" Fuckin BB-tier stuff to say *million skull emojis*

No joking though, this is a very brief hunch of why I only feel understood by these games. xD This is all just to say I have a long history of placing strong meaning in colors, elements of nature and alike, and internet appearance stuff reflects it!

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

honestly it's been really healing being back to actively contributing things and writing out thoughts on tumblr the last week or so, because while twitter tends to be easier for me to write out Thoughts on without getting overwhelmed, the environment in the twitter fandom circles i'm interested in is not only infested with antis but cliqueish in a way that is caustic to the fucking soul if you try to express a thought that's more than three sentences long--a hundred times over if you're autistic in slightly the wrong way--and it's incredibly reassuring to come back to an environment where the very kindest and most inclusive people toward you are not clearly thinking the r-slur the entire time they interact with you lmao